Daily Archives: April 17, 2010

HOLA, LOUIS!

The song remains the same, but the labels become multi-lingual.  No harm done!

y mas . . . .

y mas . . . .

Adios, amigos!

GET ‘EM WHILE THEY’RE HOT! (NOW!)

I’m very excited about some wonderful jazz in New York City tomorrow, Sunday, April 17, 2010, and Monday, April 18, 2010.

My friends Dawn Lambeth (a delightful sweet-hot singer) and her husband Marc Caparone (a trumpeter who understands Louis, Red Allen, and Jim Goodwin) have come to New York City for a brief visit . . . and we’ve worked out some opportunities to spread bicoastal joy.  SITTING IN is very much on the menu!

On Sunday, we’ll be making our way down to Fat Cat to visit with pianist Ehud Asherie and his little group — 75 Christopher Street.  The session begins at 6 PM.

We’ll race down to The Ear Inn (326 Spring Street) to hear the Ear Regulars: Jon-Erik Kellso, Matt Munisteri, Harvey Tibbs, and Jon Burr: an 8 PM start. 

Then, we’ll rest.

On Monday, Dawn, Marc, the Beloved, and I will head to Sofia’s in the Hotel Edison (221 West 46th Street) to hear Vince Giordano and the Nighthawks, again at 8 PM.

Everyone’s prepared.  I’ve charged three batteries for my video camera.  Dawn has brought a thermos of hot tea and honey all the way from California, and Marc is so well-stocked with valve oil that he could have slid past the TSA inspectors, should he have chosen to do so.

I know this post is short notice for some of my readers, and some of you won’t be able to make it here in time — don’t fret, I’ll record what I can and share it with you — but it would be nice for those of you in the New York City area to come witness another delightful example of West Meets East.

Here’s Dawn on her April 2009 New York visit — sweetly singing THEM THERE EYES with the very same Nighthawks:

And Marc and Dawn, swinging out with the New El Dorado Jazz Band in February of this year (that’s Clint Baker, clarinet; Hal Smith, washboard; Howard Miyata*, trombone; Carl Sonny Leyland, piano; Katie Cavera, banjo; Georgia Korba, bass):

And, to quote Clarence Williams, “Won’t you come over and say hello?”

*Howard Miyata is Gordon Au’s “Uncle Howie,” bless him.